Highlight Reel: Blake Griffin, welcome to the NBA
I was driving my car the other day, and because it’s what I do, I was thinking about basketball. Blake Griffin popped into my head and I kept thinking about the way he moved. Not in a way that would lead me to say “pause,” but in an on-the-court-that-guy-is-a-beast type of way. Driving mindlessly, I finally figured out how to describe Griffin’s absurd athleticism and fluid movements.
Do you remember the scene in The Matrix, when Neo first fights Morpheus in a simulation? The other people — Trinity, Tank and whoever else — are watching on a computer monitor and one of them, amazed by Neo, says something like, “He moves like them.” That’s how I feel when I watch Blake Griffin. He’s 6’10″, 250 lbs. of pure power and strength, but he moves like them. Kind of like Finkle is Einhorn, Blake Griffin is Neo. Neo is Blake Griffin.
The bird’s don’t fly without Griffin’s permission. He’s probably in the sky, flying with the fishes. Or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons. You see, Blake Griffin’s world is different. The sky is the limit.





